Snow Cones and Old Men

Holy crap. After all these years, my suspicions have been confirmed: New York City ice cream trucks really do sell crack!

After years of living on a street with two bars in the East Village, no one could tell me anymore that those dingling trucks were selling ICE CREAM at midnight on the corner.

Until now, however, I was just a lone voice in the wind…

In other, less invigorating news, the great Abe Hirschfeld has died. Let me tell you, having written about the one-time candidate for Senate and always-time master NYC builder, I am sad. That crinkly man could spit-shine your shoes with his wit. Or dirty mouth. Whatever.

Goodbye, Abe.